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The Immigration of the Russians

By: Holli Henderson

Hello my name is Sasha Ludskia. I was born in Tvier Russia on April 17th 1892. This is my story.

It was October 18th 1900 and I had just gotten home from school. My parents told my little sister and I that they had some news. We all gathered in the parlor and that's when my parents told us that we were leaving Russia and immigrating to the United States. After receiving the news we were told to go up to our rooms to pack some clothes and other possessions that we wanted to take with us.

It was a long and stressful 60 day voyage across the ocean. There were few stops in other countries for more passengers. Everyone on this boat was running away from religious persecution in hopes of finding work and starting a new better life in the US. Us Russians were escaping Russia not only to get away from religious persecution and looking for a better life in a foreign country, but to also escape the Soviet Communistic parties rise to power.

For the children my age this was a very scary trip to a foreign place as well as leaving behind what we had always known. There was a lot of crying and screaming for our mothers from the little children. From the older children there was a lot of screaming and even a little bit of fighting.

We may not have shown it but we were very thankful for what our parents were doing for us.

Those who understood why we were leaving our homes for the United States. Our parents had decided to move our families to a new country just so that we didn't have to go through what they did when they were growing up.

When the long journey was over we landed in a place called Ellis Island. The port authorities ushered us to a place where they made sure that we hadn't brought any foreign illnesses with us. Once we were cleared we began our new lives as US citzens.

I have been in the United States for about 25 years now and looking back to what my parents did for our family to ensure that my sister and I lead long healthy lives I can say that I appreciate it. Now that I'm older with a family of my own I can see and understand why my parents had done what they did. I wish my parents were still with me today because they would be proud of the young lady I became.